Geztelle Pelleaux - Celestial Speaker

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Geztelle ven Pelleaux

Stellus of Osrona

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Known to many far and wide as a beacon of mercy and an exemplar of light, Geztelle has made quite the name for herself as the spiritual head of the Faith of Celestialism. Under Geztelle's leadership, the Faith has seen a reformation rooted in modernism, becoming far more accepting of those with differing religious stances, as well as merging itself with the newly founded Order of the Second Dawn. 

Born as the eldest child to the main branch of the Pelleaux family, Geztelle was groomed and trained to be a leader from her youth. An aura of kindness and gentleness, Geztelle quickly grew fascinated by the tales of the Saints. From Saint Calael to Saint Pericles, the youthful Geztelle read deeply into their lives, their actions and their contributions. She grew a particular adoration for Saint Niles, a figure known as the patron Saint of house Pelleaux.

Despite being in line to inherit both the riches and the standing forces of the prestigious Pelleaux family, Geztelle ignored tradition and enlisted within the ranks of the Church as an acolyte. Dutiful and determined, she climbed the ranks quicker than any other her age, ascending to the highest rank of Stellus at the age of 20.

After the 'Pandemonium Chase' tore the land asunder, the newly appointed Stellus saw fit to see to the reconstruction of the Shimmering City directly. Whilst the guild leaders squabbled amongst themselves, Geztelle directed her manpower and resources to the restoration of their home, performing charitable work and uplifting those who had been stricken down by poverty and destruction. 

When the Grimmore defected and broke away, Geztelle did not hesitate, immediately excommunicating the family as a whole. Traitors in her eyes, as well as an overall nuisance to the progression and prosperity of Osrona, though she extends her mercy regardless should they seek such.

While her personal life is shrouded in mystery, the Stellus is known as a figure any can go to for advice, as well as spiritual guidance. While the Faith does not exercise the authority and power that it once did, the Stellus is still regarded highly, commanding a sizeable force of devotees and priests herself.

While the core tenets of the Faith remain firm, those of the Illuminated, Aschea, Krausites, and many more 'good-natured' faiths are welcomed and accepted by the Church. So long as one does not stray into darkness or corruption, they are welcome among the ranks of the devout. 

In recent months Geztelle has saw it prudent to dispatch missionaries and representatives of the Church to the tribes of Moxtli, an endeavor which has ended in failure. Her own views on the ritualistic religion of Gehenna is a hostile one, not at all condoning the cannibalistic tendencies of certain tribes, or the practice of human sacrifice.

Her focus is set upon the position of Archmagi, a title which she does not covet for herself in the slightest. Rather, she intends to ensure that the appointed is someone who the people can trust, and will go to any length to safeguard the future of her people as a whole. Prioritizing prosperity and progress rooted in steadfast devotion, Geztelle remains wary of Barsburg. 

Only time will tell what her story holds, but the stage is set.

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If anyone is looking to create a backstory or discuss being part of the new Faith, feel free to DM me at Simple#1593. Looking for interested Sworn Knights as well.

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In the last decade I have seen both destruction and despair, both joy and life anew. I have become a mother, a figurehead, and matured in ways that I never thought imaginable. It is through loss that I have come to realize that the greatest among us are those who put their life not above others, but below. Those who have toiled, those who have sacrificed, and those who give not into earthly temptation, but strive for greatness and virtue. 

I once believed that I could change this world, that through my hand alone I could bring about an era of peace and prosperity, the likes of which would last for generations to come. I once believed that no matter our differences, that people could come together and look past that which divided us. 

I was wrong.

Naivete is something which cannot simply be lost, it must be grown out of. I matured from the bright-eyed Bluecloak of house Pelleaux into the woman I am today. The matriarch of my family, the Stellus of the Celestial Church, and the Prophet of Maltziel. It is within our youthful years that we view the world through an optimistic lens, the wisdom of elders past often falling on deaf ears, serving as nothing more but fuel to spark that fire which smolders within. 

Experience leads to growth, failure allows us to see past our own clout and misguided judgement. Humility is what levels us and brings us closer to mutual understanding. Do I believe that one day we can truly attain peace? Perhaps. Yet I can only think that it will not be within my lifetime. Even if we are to have a ceasefire, the only thing we can do as individuals is strive to be the example we wish to see within others. 

We must always remember, no matter the circumstances- darkness cannot drive out darkness, it is only the light which can truly vanquish corruption. No matter the circumstances, we will never relent, and must always pursue both good works and the preservation of life. So long as we stand as guardians, those who slither in the dark shall never see the light of day.

As this chapter of my life comes to a close, I can only look forward to the future. As I rapidly approach my middle-age, I can see with utmost clarity that my role shall transition into that of an advisor, of a professor. With the opening of an Academy, I believe that there are things that I must yet accomplish before fully passing on the torch. I have little doubt that the next generation will be faced with trials not even I could have dealt with, yet all I can do now is prepare them for the future.

As a mother, as a guiding force- I can only believe that this generation will be the one to end the cycle. Only time will tell, but youthful ambition never truly disappears.

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I've always been an adherent to the Faith's doctrine. From my youth as a little girl to now as I approach my elderly years. My faith has remained resolute, and I have never wavered in the face of danger, nor have I bowed or relented to aggressors and those afflicted by corruption. I am a lion, now and always, and it is by Osrona that I stand.

I've lost my son, my daughter, and yet I know in my heart that this is the path which will lead to Osrona's victory. I remain adamant that light shall shine upon the darkness, as it has for thousands of years. The faces change, the words differ, but it all remains the same. No matter the time, no matter the era, from Ameila Elaide, Anabelle Lockwood, and their descendants, we have always prevailed, and this will be no different. 

The enemies view my decision as one of weakness and ineptitude, yet it could not be further from the truth. I never wished for Ariadne's death, but it became abundantly clear to me that no matter what was decided on that day that her life would be lost. There was no choice, as it had been made for me the moment Edingel clutched her throat.

Had my demands been heard, had Ariadne been let go first, I would have without doubt sacrificed myself. I am not one to back down on my deals, though the same could not be said of their ilk. From times immemorial there have been legends of those who consume others for self gain, and I believe we are dealing with something similar. Demons in the skin of humans, those who have been robbed of their humanity in entirety.

They desired me for a purpose I don't quite understand. The desperation to the meticulous planning, the assault itself was not a simple assassination, not in the slightest. I believe that they intended to use my powers for their own benefit, and to that end I became a potential weapon against my people. The decision was never Ariadne or the life of my own, but rather, the safety of Osrona as a whole.

My daughter will be remembered as a hero, as well as Isana Aertas. They both fought valiantly to defend their home, and in the process their lives were lost. But we will not bow, nor will we break. The dawn has yet to rise, and when it does the truth shall be laid bare to all.

You were a lion fiercer than any I've ever seen before, my beautiful daughter.

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I can yet sense it in the distance, I can feel it. Lingering, watching, encroaching upon all that is good and righteous. The void which seeks naught but the damnation of my people, threatening to swallow Osrona whole.

I do not know what form it takes, nor the servants it has acquired, but I know it approaches. My mind is a mess, my memories jumbled together, my recollection short. Yet I know what I must do, I know the only thing that I can do. My vitality restored by Maltziel, by the tome I bear atop my back, but even this is not enough.

Not alone. I cannot face it alone.

Servants of darkness beckon forth, wave after waver of those who seek naught but suffering.

We cannot falter. We cannot bow. We cannot afford to lose.

Orain. Ariadne. Valeria.

can you hear me?

can you see me?

do you remember?

The dance was elegant, the people divine, the music splendid. That night under the stars, beneath the canopy of the Academy. Your flushed features as we danced alongside your friends, stealing you away from Esther, do you not remember?

The day you mentioned your relationship with that Aertas girl... a day like no other, yet I remember it fondly. You remained confident, poised, and without fear. Informing mother and father alike of who you truly were, of who you'd become, do you not remember?

The day you married that Rhoynish, as well as all the children which followed. You fought so bravely, you were a spitting image of your mother, of your grandmother, to the very end. Even attempting to revive another, a Saint to be revered, do you not remember?

Just as in my age, my mind hazy, yet-

I remember it all.